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The shopkeeper spoke sincerely, which made me feel guilty. However, some things, once done, must be carried through resolutely. After confirming the address of the recycling station, I walked out of the store with a pile of cash. Hu Xiaoyi had been silent until we were far from the Instrument Store, when he finally asked, "Why did you have to deceive him?"
I replied, "If I didn't deceive him, how would I have the money to hire someone for help?"
"But what we're doing is equivalent to fraud. Aren't you afraid he'll become suspicious?" Hu Xiaoyi questioned.
I shook my head and said, "He might suspect it, but often people prefer to believe in something rather than nothing. Besides, he's feeling guilty himself and is unlikely to investigate further; there shouldn't be any issues."
Hu Xiaoyi looked at me with a strange expression and said, "I never realized you could be so cunning."
I chuckled to myself, thinking it was because of people like them that I was forced into this. If everyone could make a living peacefully without doing anything unethical or wrongfully accusing others, I wouldn't need to resort to such means to acquire ill-gotten gains. With a pile of cash in hand, we headed to the recycling station. On the way, I called Banrada and asked how much it would cost to hire an Ajan to perform rituals in mainland China. Banrada quoted a price of fifteen thousand; although it was much cheaper than Second Uncle's fee, it still exceeded my expectations by far.
Upon learning that I needed help with a problem, he suggested contacting his twin brother. The Maoshan Technique and Longhu Mountain Talismans also had good effects in exorcising spirits. It struck me—if I couldn't find an Ajan, why not ask someone from our own circle? Although I didn't have his business card on me, Banrada sent me his brother's contact information via text. I dialed the number provided and was quickly connected.
This Closed Door Disciple from the previous generation of Longhu Mountain actually remembered me. After chatting for a bit, he agreed to help for seven thousand. I was overjoyed; after finalizing the details, I told Hu Xiaoyi, "Qin Zhenzhen is saved! I've hired a powerful person; there will definitely be no problem!"
Hu Xiaoyi asked who this powerful person was, and I explained about the Fat Daoist. Hu Xiaoyi was quite pleased and said, "There are still people like that around; it seems Qin Zhenzhen is quite lucky."
I laughed heartily, and Hu Xiaoyi added, "Then why are we still going to the recycling station? Let's head back."
I thought about it too; let the experts handle troublesome matters—there was no need for us to worry further. After returning to the hospital, Hu Xiaoyi subtly informed Qin Zhenzhen that a remarkable person would visit her in a couple of days. Moreover, this person might do some things that seemed strange to ordinary people. Qin Zhenzhen couldn't understand what he meant and urged him to be straightforward about what was going on; she wondered if they were planning to hire a clown for entertainment.
I listened impatiently from the side, and taking advantage of the fact that her parents were not around, I said straightforwardly, "The drum set you bought has a problem; there might be something unclean hidden inside. Previously, when you and the neighbor's kid broke the drum, it angered the spirit inside, which is why one of you ended up with a broken arm and the other with a cut finger. I've hired a very skilled Taoist priest who will exorcise the spirit from the drum so that you won't continue to suffer."
Qin Zhenzhen widened her eyes and stared at me for a long time before finally saying, "Are you crazy? What spirit and Taoist priest? Who are you trying to fool?"
Hu Xiaoyi, fearing that I would get angry, quickly explained, "Er is not a liar; his family has been selling amulets in Thailand for many years and has a deep understanding of these matters. When we went to the store to look at the drum, he didn't let you buy it because he sensed something was wrong. Otherwise, why would he stop you?"
"Is that true? Can you see ghosts?" Qin Zhenzhen asked skeptically.
I replied, "Ghosts cannot be seen; at least I can't see them, but there is indeed something inside that drum. Whether you believe it or not, I've brought someone here. You can decide whether to use him or not."
"How much did you pay him?" Qin Zhenzhen asked.
"Don't worry; you don't have to pay anything," Hu Xiaoyi quickly said.
Originally, he meant well and wanted Qin Zhenzhen to lower her guard and not always think of me as a scammer. But after he said that, Qin Zhenzhen became even more distrustful. She thought it was too good to be true that there was a ghost in the drum and now someone was coming without any cost. She even suspected that Hu Xiaoyi and I had colluded to steal something from their house. I felt a surge of anger; this woman really didn't know how to appreciate kindness. I risked so much to deceive a few thousand dollars from the shopkeeper and genuinely wanted to help her solve her problem, yet she still thought I was a scammer?
Stealing? What could they possibly have worth stealing! If it weren't for Hu Xiaoyi's sake, given my temper at that time, I would have made her regret it on the spot.
Hu Xiaoyi knew that sometimes I wouldn't care about a girl's feelings; otherwise, I wouldn't have said in front of so many people that I wanted to slap Senior Sister Qin into Yang Guifei. He pushed me outside the hospital room and then went alone to talk to Qin Zhenzhen. I don't know what they discussed, but in the end, Qin Zhenzhen agreed to let someone come to their house. However, she had one condition: whatever was done had to be approved by her first, and she had to be present throughout the entire process.
Seeing Hu Xiaoyi's pleading expression, even though I was still upset, I could only agree to such conditions. What was even more infuriating was that Qin Zhenzhen warned me that if anything bad happened at her house, she would call the police immediately.
I truly wondered how I thought this girl was nice on my first day. Looking at her now, she seemed completely unhinged!
But then again, if it were me, I probably wouldn't believe it easily either. After all, ghosts and gods are too far removed from ordinary people, even less credible than Amulet.
Surprisingly, early the next morning, Hu Xiaoyi came to find me and asked when the Expert would arrive. I said, "They're not really deities who can cover a thousand miles in an instant; the earliest will probably be tomorrow. But you really are more anxious than the emperor; Qin Zhenzhen doesn't care, so why are you in such a hurry?"
Hu Xiaoyi sighed and said, "Don't mention it. When I went to see her this morning, I found her legs swollen like big sausages. That arm hasn't even had surgery yet, and it broke again—what terrible luck."
"What happened?" I asked.
This was a question Hu Xiaoyi had asked before. Qin Mama tearfully replied that while keeping vigil last night, she woke up in the middle of the night after hearing a noise. She then saw Qin Zhenzhen holding two batons, striking her own legs with them. Moreover, she was dancing around with great excitement. Qin Mama was almost scared to death; how could someone with broken bones move like that? But even after calling out several times, Qin Zhenzhen didn't respond. When she rushed over to grab her daughter's hand, it felt as cold as ice.
What puzzled her even more was that when she grabbed Qin Zhenzhen's hand, the look in her eyes and her expression were extremely fierce, and she said to her, "You disrespectful woman of music, get away from me!"
Both of Qin Zhenzhen's parents were music teachers at the school and had high standards. Although Qin Zhenzhen had been a bit rebellious since childhood, she genuinely loved music; however, she had never spoken such disrespectful words to her parents regarding music. Qin Mama was so angry that she almost slapped her but thought about her daughter's injuries and quickly snatched the batons away before calling for a doctor.
When they returned to the hospital room, they found that Qin Zhenzhen had already fallen asleep on the bed. The doctor examined her and found that her blood sugar was very low and she seemed to show signs of anemia. Additionally, her body temperature was abnormal and somewhat low. Even though it was a hot day, her hands and feet felt like ice cubes. Qin Mama was dumbfounded; she knew her own daughter well and had never noticed any issues with anemia or low blood sugar—how could this suddenly appear?
The doctor said it might be caused by the injury combined with poor rest and advised them to keep the patient in bed and not let her move around too much.
When Hu Xiaoyi arrived at the hospital that morning, she saw the mother and daughter arguing about what happened last night. Qin Mama insisted that her daughter had acted strangely; the two batons were still placed at the head of the bed. However, Qin Zhenzhen claimed that the batons had always been at home and were never brought here; besides, her hand was immobilized—how could she possibly get up in the middle of the night to hit her own legs? Those legs were already bruised all over from being struck.
Hu Xiaoyi asked if it could have been sleepwalking. Both mother and daughter denied this guess simultaneously; Qin Zhenzhen said, "If it were sleepwalking, my mom would have noticed long ago—there's no way she'd only find out today."
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